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Show Girls were pushing and shoving their way out of class and it was stuffy and noisy in the hall, but through the din she could hear Mimi calling her. "Kim! Wow! I've never had such quick results from a therapy session. You're an amazing patient." "Huh?" said Kim. "I mean it's fantastic for you to have gone in one evening from thinking yourself an absolute blob to pronouncing yourself a basketball player. And trying out for the team, no less. That's real progress!" "I don't know how that happened," said Kim. It was a mistake. I never meant I'd play on the team. That's just how it came out. What can I do?" "I guess you make the team," said Mimi matter of factly. "But I haven't played basketball since my first day here. I haven't practiced or anything." She was being crowded down the stairs and felt nauseated and could hardly think straight. "Tryouts won't be for at least another month," Mimi said. "You can practice until then." "But we're playing field hockey now-" "You can use the gym after school and during lunch...You're just looking for excuses. Who knows? You may 63 |